Letras
Woke up this morning, it was 8:30 a.m
While I was sitting on the sofa, staring at the ceiling
My head started feeling sore and my brain
Because my thinking life is not okay
And I feel like a mule on its back
There's no way for me to get up
And I'm gonna get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't wanna catch
I can't control what I do to my mind
Nothing is ever true, it seems more than mine
Only yesterday I said to myself
"Nothing's not true and I can prove all I know"
And I feel like a mule on its back
There's no way for me to get up
And I'm gonna get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't wanna catch
And I'm gonna get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't wanna catch
And I'm gonna get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't wanna catch
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